leave, when she heard Qiurong's plea for help."Xiao Xie, don't go! Please..." Qiu Rong cried out suddenly, startling Tong Yi Mo.Both Sister Yanxia and Sister Xiaoqian had warned her that in "Night's E...Leng Zhulang also smiled awkwardly: "Brother, I forgot to introduce you. This is my new bride, Tong Yimo."

Newlywed Wife!

Tong Yimo!

Cold Night Shen stared with complex eyes.

As night fell, I became the falling snow. Su Manxue smiled gently, but her heart was filled with curiosity. When had Liang Yimo changed her surname to Tong Yimo

Suddenly, the scene became awkwardly silent.

"It's normal to get them mixed up, they look exactly alike." Old Master Leng smoothed things over for his grandson.

Then, Leng Yechen turned his gaze to Su Manxue, and then back to Tong Yimo.

They did look alike, but he wouldn't mistake them for each other.

What on earth is going on

At this moment, Leng Ye suppressed the confusion and anger in his heart, calmly stood up, and sat back beside Su Manxue.

Su Manxue couldn't help but smile with delight.

Lán Zhǔjǐng had to continue serving dishes for Tong Yǐmò, and kindly said, “Try this dish, you'll surely like it.”

Tong Yimo looked at Leng Zhuxiang, smiling and nodding.

While Leng Yechen kept his gaze fixed on Tong Yimo's every move, especially the tender look she gave Leng Zijing, it made him extremely uncomfortable.

Tong Yimo… Tong Yimo!

Originally, the "Yi Mo" in Ajing's phone was the woman Leng Ye Chen had a deep and lingering affection for!

The woman he loved in the cold night, when did she become his brother's wife!

Su Manxue immediately got up, first serving a bowl of soup to Lao Taiye Leng and her future mother-in-law, then serving a bowl of soup to Leng Yeshen. She very gracefully placed the bowl of soup beside Leng Yeshen's hand.

"Night has fallen, you've worked hard these days." Su Manxue softly whispered.

Cold Night sank completely did not look at her, a pair of black eyes, staring straight at Tong Yimo.

Seeing Tong Yimo and Leng Zhujing's affectionate display, Leng Yechen was so angry he almost choked on his own blood.

This discordant lunch hour, Leng Ye Chen had not finished his cold meal before he angrily left early.

He returned to his room and called Liu the Butler.

"Liu Shu, what's wrong with you" Leng Ye sank in anger, his forehead bulging with veins, his eyes filled not only with uncontrollable rage but also a glimmer of despair.

Liu Shuwei trembled and asked, “Young master, what happened What made you so angry”

In the cold night, Chen lifted his phone in one hand and paced back and forth in the room: “What kind of woman did you bring back”

"Young Master, I don't understand what you mean."

"Send me all of Su Manxue's information, including her old photos, to my email!" Leng Ye roared angrily.

Liu Guanjia had no choice but to comply obediently. He immediately sorted out Su Manxue's information and sent it to Leng Yeshen's mailbox.

When Leng Yechen finished reading all of Su Manxue's information, he couldn't help but slam his phone hard onto the ground.

He finally understood now why every time he was intimate with "Manxue", no, Yimo, she would resist so much.

The doubts that had been swirling in his mind all night suddenly became clear to him.

"Knock, knock, knock"—someone was rapping on the door.

Leng Ye walked over angrily and opened the door in the cold night.

Seeing that it was Su Manxue, he reached out and grabbed the collar of her shirt, roughly pulling her into the room.

Su Manxue was startled and quickly pleaded, "Ye, Ye Chen, what's wrong with you"

"Say! What means did you use to become my fiancée, Su Manxue!" Leng Yeshen pinned Su Manxue against the ceiling beam, questioning her angrily.

Su Manxue trembled in shock, her heart pounding as she answered nervously, "Ye Chen, I...I don't understand what you're saying..."

"Don't make me hit a woman!" Leng Yechen couldn't help clenching his fist.

Su Manxue bit her lower lip and then said, "That night, I saved you..."

"Enough! Stop pretending with me!" Cold Ye snorted. "That night, who saved me Do I not know"

Su Manxue couldn't help but cover her face and burst into tears: "It... it was Yimo who gave me the jade pendant, saying, saying... that she already had someone she liked and didn't want to be a wealthy family mistress."

Already liked someone...

Late at night, Leng Ye's heart skipped a beat. Memories flooded his mind of Tong Yimo’s admiring gaze towards her younger brother, Leng Zhjing, just moments ago at the dinner table.

So that's how it is...

In the cold night, Chen Song loosened Su Manxue's collar and smiled coldly.

He then reached out and probed inside Su Manxue's collar. When Su Manxue mistakenly thought he was going to do something with her, she only felt a pain on her neck as if being strangled.

Before she could even recover, he had already taken the jade pendant from her neck.

"Night..."

"Don't call me, I feel sick!"

In the cold night, Leng Ye Shen cast a glance at Su Man Xue, holding the jade pendant in his hand, seemed lost and dazed, stumbling out of the room.

Here, Leng Zhuxiang was giving Tong Yimo a tour of the Cold Family Manor when he suddenly asked, "Yimo, have you known my older brother for a long time"

"How is that possible!" Tong Yimo almost answered reflexively, but it sounded more like "guilty conscience".

"Don't you recognize me" Leng Zhujing asked suspiciously.

He remembered that time, his older brother had personally entrusted her to him, the younger brother, to take care of. And today, his older brother's reaction shouldn't be as simple as mistaking someone.

"You and your sister-in-law knew each other before, didn't you" Leng Zhujing asked again.

Tong Yimo stammered, "I, I and Man Xue are university classmates, and also from the same hometown, so I've met Big Brother once. That's all there is to it. I wouldn't say we know each other!"

That's how it is.

Cold Noon didn't press the matter further, instead changing the subject: "How are you doing at school"

"Well, that's good."

"Can you afford the cost of living"

"Well, that's enough."

"Yǐmò, that is..."

"Did I do something wrong that night" Tong Yimo suddenly interrupted Leng Zhujing's words.

Her serious expression left him baffled.

"It was that night... I..." Tong Yimo's face flushed red.

Suddenly, Leng Zhüjing's words came to mind. The night she was referring to - the one where he almost took her life but stopped because of Ji Siyan approaching him.

Tong Yimo said, lowering her head.

Leng Zijing couldn't help but frown: "Yimo, I know you want a child, but please don't resort to such measures to get one!"

Means!

What means did she use

Tong Yimo was utterly bewildered.

Leng Zhujing looked at Tong Yimo, feeling that she wasn't pretending to be innocent. He had no choice but to honestly explain everything: "That night, the perfume you used contained a...aphrodisiac..."

Come on, come on… let’s get this love going!

It was only then that Tong Yimo finally understood.

No wonder she was a little impulsive that night...

Ah, I see!

“I... I don't know, I'm sorry! Really sorry! I didn't know that perfume had that kind of ingredient! I actually wanted to…” Tong Yimo blushed and lowered her head, ashamedly wanting to speak but stopping herself.

She just wanted to improve their relationship, she just wanted to maintain her marriage, she just wanted him to... love her.

But, now that she's said so much, what use is it Leng Zhujing must surely think of her as a woman with ulterior motives.

"With a whimper..."

"Hmm."

"...We..." should live apart for a while!

Leng Zhujing wanted to say a lot, but at this moment, he couldn't utter a word.

Why can't I say it out loud

He didn't know why, but seeing Tong Yimo's pitiful appearance, his heart softened.

He thought she was strong, but seeing her now, he felt a protective urge towards her.

"From now on, I won't do that again. From now on, I'll listen to you about anything." Tong Yimo looked up, her face serious as she gazed at Leng Zhjing.

Leng Zhujing raised his hand and gently rubbed on Tong Yimo's head, smiling helplessly.

Suddenly, Leng Zhuxi felt that he had no way to deal with Tong Yimo anymore, did he

Isn't Yimo's well-behaved and considerate nature exactly the kind of girl he wants

But...

He still cared about what happened to Yimo selling herself in Yehuo...

Well, I guess it's best not to think about that right now.

Then, I'll find another opportunity to talk to Yimò!

The scene of the afternoon sun momentarily dispelled Leng Zhujing's thoughts of separating from Tong Yimo. He then took Tong Yimo for a walk through the large estate, while also narrating his own life story to her.

Tong Yimo also learned for the first time that Leng Yeshen and Leng Zhurong were half-brothers, their father having died heroically while serving the country.

And Leng Zhujing's mother committed suicide for his father.

Leng Zhui Jing told Tong Yi Mo very frankly that his father loved the mother of his eldest brother, Leng Ye Shen, most.

15411/41884026se cursor, nothing worked."Why aren't you speaking" Leng Ye asked softly.At this moment, Tong Yimo could feel the warm, male lips gently biting her earlobe.Itchy...She wanted to dodge, but the moment...